In the scorching weather, to be able to experience a bit of cold would surely be incredibly satisfying.
Finally, Zhang Fan took out a deck of cards, and a group of people sat on the ground, cracking sunflower seeds and playing cards.
The driver was close to breaking down.
Originally, this had been his moment to shine.
While this group of noobs was desperately in need of a retreat, damn it, they were just fine with their seeds, served with ice water, and even able to enjoy some card games.
This was simply paradise.
The one suffering gradually became him.
No, there was another person, and that was Fan Jian.
Eating? Ice water?
Sorry, none for you.
Zhang Fan wasn't the type to make a mountain out of a molehill, but this guy had almost gotten into a fight with him; if he continued to pay him any attention, he would truly be an idiot.
Zhang Fan looked up and saw Jiang Min'er curled up in her seat, frowning.
He had never expected that this girl would be so stubborn.
